Yu Sha - Chapter 683: No sleep in the wind and rain, facing the cold lamp

He will be sick for many years, so he cannot be flattered. The book only reads medicine records, and the guests only treat the doctor and monk.

Ambition sells like snow, and deep feelings are as cold as ice. After the wind and rain in the county house, there is no way to sleep in front of the cold lamp.

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Severe pain spreads straight from the penetrated heart to the limbs and bones, and to every fiber of Qinghai Lao Tao’s three elements of spirit, energy and spirit.

Such severe pain seemed to be endless, causing Qinghai Laodao’s figure to begin to twitch again almost uncontrollably.

It can be seen with the naked eye that as Old Dao Qinghai was in pain, he seemed to have spent too much mental energy in his earlier crazy talk and crazy behavior. At the same time when he regained consciousness, his whole person suddenly became depressed. .

For several moments, Old Daoist Qinghai seemed to be in a trance, but the severe pain made him wake up one after another.

Finally, at a certain moment, Old Taoist Qinghai seemed to have completely broken free from the last lingering effects of his crazy words and actions.

There were no shrill screams or endless murmurs.

Old Taoist Qinghai just lowered his head again, and his old palms trembled and brushed over the heart veins one after another, but the red blood was still gushing out continuously, without stopping for a few breaths. After that, he only taught Old Taoist Qinghai The bright red blood was smeared all over his body.

Finally, it passed in an instant, and the blood no longer spurted out so violently, and even the blood stains on the robe gradually turned dark red.

It wasn’t like a wound was healing, it was more like Qinghai Lao Dao had lost all his blood in that moment.

At this time, the Dao Fruit Mirror Wheel is hanging behind the head of Qinghai Lao Dao, and the connection between the magical method of “Taiyin Refining” and the Taiyin Refining Mysterious Coffin still exists. At this time, the immeasurable gilded divine flower is moving towards The mysterious coffin poured out from heaven and earth, pouring like a torrential rain.

And in this process, the mixture of pain seems to have taught Qinghai Laodao numbness.

“Ah—I’m actually dead—”

Accompanied by such sighs that were almost murmuring in sleep, Old Taoist Qinghai once again raised his old and bloodless face.

Then, he looked at Song Qingxi. At this moment, Old Dao Qinghai seemed to have forgotten all the crazy curses he had made earlier.

He grinned with difficulty, only a smile blooming reluctantly.

“Junior sister…”

“This sword… is wonderful… wonderful…”

As he spoke, Old Dao Qinghai’s eyes already seemed a little distracted.

He was still looking at Song Qingxi in a daze, but at this moment, Song Qingxi’s figure seemed to be gone in those old and turbid eyes. The old Taoist seemed to be purely looking into the distance, looking at the empty space. It is a mysterious distant sky.

“The curtain of life and death…”

Sighing softly, Master Qinghai seemed to feel a little cold. His rickety body curled up involuntarily, and even opening and closing his eyelids seemed to take a lot of effort.

“It’s a pity, Taoism…”

As the last murmur fell, the last aura in Qinghai’s eyes disappeared.

This last inexplicable sigh about Taoism was already the last words before the tragic end of Qinghai Taoism.

Maybe it’s because I already expected it.

From the moment he struggled out of the mysterious coffin, Mr. Qinghai had already realized the antecedents of some kind of betrayal. Therefore, from the beginning to the end, even when the power of life had not completely dissipated from his body, Mr. Qinghai Daodu never turned around and looked back towards Zhu Jiansou or the Qianyuan Sword Sect’s mountain gate.

The next moment, Qinghai Laodao’s slightly stiff figure was already falling again towards the Taiyin Refining Mysterious Coffin that he struggled out of.

Now, this coffin seems to have its formal function.

Similarly, with such swaying and falling, Old Dao Qinghai’s Dao Fruit Mirror Wheel was completely shattered, and the immeasurable divine energy turned into a torrent, one step ahead of Old Dao Qinghai, and poured towards the Xuan Coffin Heaven and Earth.

But at this time, there seemed to be no trace of joy or sorrow in the place. Song Qingxi just waved her hand towards the broken Dao Fruit Mirror Wheel from afar.

In the process of intertwining and resonating with the sword intent, a dim treasure light immediately reflected from the broken Dao Fruit Mirror Wheel.

When you look carefully, in the dim treasure light, there is a gilded divine flower that directly points to the meaning of the golden elixir. Now it is also changing into a dark gold color amidst the dim background.

The next moment, Baoguang flew in front of Song Qingxi. The spiritual light shattered, and a whisk was revealed inside. Now the countless sword threads on the whisk were broken one after another, and in the process of watching, it was still there. Continuous collapse and darkness.

There was no longer any hesitation. In the next moment, Song Qingxi controlled the gradually broken natal magic weapon. When he took several steps and lifted it out of the air, the sword pill hole on the top shone with the treasure light, and the mountain and river sword world was revealed. , leading to Song Qingxi’s figure.

The moment he entered the Shanhe Sword Realm, the treasure weapon controlled by Song Qingxi completely collapsed.

That is the squeeze from the source of the treasure!

In an instant, the continuous mountains suppressed the collapsed treasure under the various veins!

The world is a melting pot, and the rolling mountains and fields have begun to dismantle and refine the various sword techniques and sword intentions of Qinghai Lao Tao.

At this moment, above the galaxy that fills the sky, the sword intentions of thousands of swords are shouting in unison, and they are ready to hone and confirm the newly revealed sword intentions.

But it was also at that moment when the Dao Fruit was completely destroyed, and the secrets of Qinghai Lao Dao’s swordsmanship were about to be revealed.

The rotation of some kind of evil spirit mixed with Yun Gang has penetrated the mountain and river sword world in an instant!

That is the supreme sword intent of Gaozhuo and Yuanrong that cannot be suppressed by the mountains!

In other words, at the moment when the sword intention was revealed, the continuous mountains were already intertwined and resonating with it, and there was no possibility of suppression or obstruction.

The next moment, the boundless mist rose into the sky from the rolling mountains and fields, accompanied by this sword intention!

At the same time, above the similarly connected galaxy and sky, the meaning of Ten Thousand Swords dropped its glow, and in an instant, it condensed into a unified and colorful nebula.

The next moment, as if accompanied by the connection of this sword intention, the mist rising into the sky had penetrated and intertwined with the colorful nebula.

Between the lightning and stone fire, there is a real connection between the mist and threads.

It’s just that the sword intention finally seemed hazy and fuzzy, and the connection between the mist threads was not that clear. Everything was more mixed together, constantly spinning and turning.

However, the sword intention was only an incomplete prototype, but in Chu Weiyang’s eyes at this moment, it was not a problem at all.

Firstly, Chu Weiyang has already stepped out of his Open Heaven Sword Intention; secondly, at this moment, Chu Weiyang is still standing in the end and afterglow of the Sudden Enlightenment Mysterious Realm, and the changes in Tao and Dharma are still ordinary in his eyes. A completely different simple look from time to time.

It was almost as if his soul was blessed. At this moment, all the inspiration and thoughts in Chu Weiyang’s mind were wandering in the afterglow of the enlightenment profound realm, and they were flowing towards the sword intention itself.

Everything that needed to be polished and expanded was instantly born from the rudiment of Sword Intent.

Frame veins, fine details.

Everything grew wildly like taking root and sprouting in an instant.

The real proof of this change is that in the mountain and river sword world, the mist and the colorful nebulae are intersecting, and the wisps of mist penetrate each other. When you look at it again for a moment, it is light and colorless. The thick aura is formed by the intersection between heaven and earth.

Everything seems to be different!

With the condensation of the sea of ​​clouds between heaven and earth, with the swirling mist and haze, and with the gentle wind truly floating in the mountain and river sword world, it seems that there is a rotation between heaven and earth with yin and yang. And there is a real change of time in the four seasons.

Some kind of higher-level meaning, almost at that moment when the sword intention completely connected the world of the mountain and river sword world more tightly, the majestic thoughts and feelings that Chu Weiyang poured into him just a moment ago, Suddenly, at this moment, it turned into some kind of transformation and sublimation, and fed back towards the foundation of Chu Weiyang’s Taoism.

More abundant and immeasurable divine energy flowed out from it in the opposite direction.

Almost instantly, the mirror wheel behind Chu Weiyang’s head shone.

Those who stay in the mysterious realm of enlightenment, and still have long-term practice after opening up.

Originally, this second leap seemed a little heavy and reluctant, and Chu Weiyang had subconsciously given up.

But at this moment, as the door to enlightenment slowly closed, the lingering lingering thoughts of enlightenment also disappeared. At this moment, also accompanied by the death of the old Taoist Qinghai, in an instant Chu Weiyang used the transformation of the Dharma Sword Pill and… Sublimation, completes part of the foundation.

The heavy part when he jumped out for the second time disappeared, and a feeling of extreme lightness returned to Chu Weiyang’s body and mind.

The next moment, with the influx of feedback, all the cultivators who came to observe at this time could truly see that the immeasurable divine energy on Chu Weiyang’s body suddenly surged, and at the same time, the three dharma-like figures disappeared from their original form. On the ground, it seemed that Chu Weiyang’s figure suddenly became one.

Immediately afterwards, in the next moment, the gilded divine glow that filled the sky suddenly converged towards Chu Weiyang’s Taoist body.

The extreme restraint made Chu Weiyang’s cultivation and energy become more and more shallow and undetectable.

But at the same time, a certain majestic aura began to condense from the Dao Fruit Mirror Wheel behind Chu Weiyang’s head.

In that flash of uncontrollable opportunities and changes, the world seemed to feel another “Chu Weiyang” “breathing the same” with the flow of aura from the fruit mirror wheel.

Under the watchful eyes of everyone, the great monks of Xuanyuan and other sects came to greet him, and Chu Weiyang had another awakening to the realm of golden elixir!

But at this moment, the “hungry” feeling that opened his eyes made Chu Weiyang’s cultivation, energy, and magic power drop to a low level.

No longer staying, Chu Weiyang turned his hands, first the sword pill turned into a treasure light and merged with Chu Weiyang’s form and spirit, and then, the last mysterious coffin arrived wrapped in the remains of Qinghai Lao Dao.

As the seven mysterious coffins intertwined and resonated one after another, the mist surrounding Chu Weiyang became more dense and thick, like a sea of ​​clouds.

The next moment, surrounded by the sea of ​​black clouds that filled the sky, and the seven mysterious coffins rolling above the sea of ​​clouds, the moment Chu Weiyang’s figure was lifted out of the air, the metaphysical realm had opened towards Chu Weiyang.

“Hahaha——! Lao Yanwu, that is the sword intention of Kaitian! It is the sword intention of Kaitian that Jie Yun’s lineage has been praying for for thousands of years!”